No work for me today
I can lie in bed and let the world go away
Safe under the sheets were its nice and warm
In my nightie I will stay
Sleep and happy dreams for me
No sitting at my desk trying to please the boss
My fingers sore from typing all his letters
His voice shouting in my ear
He gets so cross
Only the other day
He told me off in such a nasty way
My skirt was to short
My hair was a mess
As far as I am concerned
He couldn’t care less
So no getting up in the dark
Doing my face
Or running for the bus
Yes for the next two days this is my base
Till Monday anyway
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